For some reason, our Cambodian neighbors think that we need to be fed every once in a while. They bring over things like spring rolls, rice porridge, some fruits, and last week, chicken soup. The broth was excellent, and the greens were crispy and good, but I just can't really get into chicken feet. It's just kind of a sloppy cartilaginous skin on some bones. Not exactly "good eats" from my perspective.